Chapter 8: The Cold Crows Attack

On the third day, Old Master Zhong's clothes were torn in many places, but he still resolutely continued walking into the mountains. Standing atop a mountain peak, Old Master Zhong surveyed the surrounding terrain. To the left, several mountains stretched out, filled with countless miasmas. The dense miasmas obscured the internal environment, and the terrifying black miasmas made the area sparsely populated by beasts and demons.

To the right, a large river ran north to south, its turbulent flow was quite spectacular.

"Phew~" He sighed deeply. According to the map, he was on the right path. If he continued at the previous speed, in two months, he would reach Kaiyang Sect.

Looking into the distance, Old Master Zhong leaped down the mountain and prepared to continue north. However, just as he reached the foot of the mountain, he paused.

"Hmm," Old Master Zhong frowned, looking at the surroundings. Broken trees? Flattened grass? Had there been a fight here before? And it seemed to have been quite intense.

With a hint of tension, Old Master Zhong continued forward, following the traces of the battle. Soon, he saw a corpse.

A wolf's corpse?

The silver wolf from yesterday? Old Master Zhong was startled and quickly approached. The silver wolf was covered in wounds, with bloodstains that looked like they were caused by sharp blades. Moreover, its body was covered in frost, frozen solid?

Frozen solid?

Old Master Zhong looked up at the sky. Although it wasn't summer, the sun was blazing, and it shouldn't be possible for ice to form?

After examining the silver wolf for a while, Old Master Zhong finally confirmed that this was indeed the silver wolf that had tried to eat him that day.

The silver wolf was dead? Killed by a more powerful demon? Or did the silver wolf, in heat, attack another demon and, unable to overpower it, was killed instead?

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhong was startled. He cautiously looked around, ensuring there were no other demons nearby, and then quickly took out a small dagger. He slashed at the silver wolf's abdomen.

Although small, the dagger was much sharper than the large knife. Despite the silver wolf's thick skin, it was now dead and no longer protected by demonic aura. With the dagger's exceptional material, after a while, Old Master Zhong finally managed to cut through the skin.

The inside was frozen. After searching for a while, Old Master Zhong found a silver bead, about the size of a finger.

The inner core, the silver wolf's inner core. The most direct distinction between demons and beasts was the inner core. Demons had inner cores, while beasts did not.

Demons absorbed the essence of heaven and earth through their inner cores, and these inner cores were also filled with the essence of the sun and moon. Although, in the eyes of other cultivators, this small silver wolf, which couldn't even use a single spell, had the poorest inner core, it was a great treasure to Old Master Zhong.

Carefully storing it, Old Master Zhong continued into the mountains.

"Wow~" At this moment, a sudden "wow" sound came from above Old Master Zhong's head.

Hearing this, Old Master Zhong was startled and looked up. A crow? No, a white crow, a cold crow? Its wingspan was over two meters.

A cold crow? A demon?

The cold crow was staring at Old Master Zhong, its eyes turning red, as if he were its enemy.

Seeing this, Old Master Zhong knew something was wrong. Cold crow? Cold aura? Was this the one that froze the silver wolf?

"Wow~" The cold crow let out a cry, and a gust of white cold air shot towards Old Master Zhong.

Seeing the white cold air, Old Master Zhong instinctively dodged. The cold air hit a large tree, and in an instant, the tree was covered in frost, frozen solid?

Run! Run fast!

Holding the large knife, Old Master Zhong quickly fled among the trees. This deep mountain was a desolate place, with dense forests, which gave Old Master Zhong a great advantage.

As Old Master Zhong fled, the cold crow pursued relentlessly, following him wherever he went. In some open areas, it even spewed cold air, trying to freeze Old Master Zhong to death.

Several times, if Old Master Zhong hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been hit by the cold air. Even the cold air that grazed him made his arm feel numb.

This is bad, this is bad. If this continues, he would definitely be dragged to death by the cold crow. After fleeing for over an hour, the cold crow continued to pursue him. Just as Old Master Zhong was getting anxious.

Suddenly, another cold crow flew towards him, two cold crows?

The two cold crows started chasing Old Master Zhong.

The large knife was already lost somewhere, and Old Master Zhong had no time to care about it. Run, now he could only run, but could he outrun them? Two cold crows, two cold crows.

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhong steeled his resolve, running while using his somewhat frozen right arm to reach into his chest and take out a black pill.

The Miasma-Resistant Pill!

He put it in his mouth, changed direction, and rushed towards the miasma area on the right.

The Miasma-Resistant Pill was a pill that Old Master Zhong had commissioned many medical experts to jointly refine, the limit of what he could achieve with human means.

The Miasma-Resistant Pill could resist a hundred kinds of miasmas, but he didn't know if it would work in this area?

Outside, either be chased and killed by the two cold crows, or more, or come in and take a chance.

As he fled towards the miasma area, Old Master Zhong's feet suddenly felt stiff, and his shoes were already covered in frost.

"Phew~" He rushed in.

"Wow~" "Wow~" ...

The two cold crows indeed did not enter the miasma area, but they kept calling out outside.

Safe, really safe?

Old Master Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, using true qi to dispel the cold from his arms and legs. Looking at the circling cold crows outside, he felt a wave of fear. This mountain was too dangerous. If he hadn't reached the innate stage, he would have been dead long ago.

At this moment, Old Master Zhong felt a bit dizzy?

Dizzy? Is the Miasma-Resistant Pill not working?

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhong was startled and quickly used his true qi to expel the poison. In this short time, the miasma had already entered his body, and his arm was slowly turning black.

Looking at his hands, Old Master Zhong became even more anxious. The cold crows outside were circling and not leaving. What to do?

True qi quickly circulated, but it could only resist to a certain extent. The miasma was still slowly entering his body.

However, Old Master Zhong noticed that although his arm felt numb, his head was only slightly dizzy, but he still had some awareness.

Awareness?

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhong's mind brightened. He quickly circulated the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture, and a pink protective barrier formed around him. It had no ability to resist physical attacks, but it did repel the miasma?

Red Phoenix Mist? Can the Red Phoenix Mist repel miasma?

Seeing this, Old Master Zhong was delighted and quickly circulated his mental power with his true qi, forming the Red Phoenix Mist to continuously expel the miasma from his body.

After a while, the poison in his body was completely expelled.

Outside, the two cold crows still refused to leave. What to do? The Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture was only at the first level and couldn't continuously operate for a long time.

No, he had to quickly leave, cross the miasma area, climb over that small hill, and get out of the cold crows' sight, then continue on his journey.

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhong quickly ran north.

Soon, he reached the small hill. Climbing over this hill would allow him to avoid the cold crows' sight.

While climbing, Old Master Zhong suddenly heard a thud.

A thud? It came from the base of the hill he was climbing. Old Master Zhong narrowed his eyes, stopped, and carefully looked around. Having built a commercial empire over several decades, he had long understood that a slight, easily overlooked abnormality often indicated a significant opportunity. If he grasped it well, he could gain a lot, and even if nothing happened, he wouldn't lose anything.

This was a small hill, situated in a prominent valley, looking as if it had been artificially constructed. The hill was covered with hard rocks, but the soil below the hill had few hard rocks.

Seeing this peculiar feature, Old Master Zhong's previous thoughts became even stronger. Although the Red Phoenix Heavenly Scripture couldn't last long, he still searched around. Soon, he found a cave in a very hidden corner.

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End of the chapter.